I’m actually so sick, dawg, it’s stupid and annoying as hell.

not like, heelys and flared jeans sick. like, literally sick. I’m sneezing and blowing my nose every 3 minutes. it’s pissing me off. my nose is raw.

the thing about writing is that it’s basically just transcribing the words in your hade. you’re talking to the paper, or document, or whatever.

so, like, I’m sick, and I don’t want to talk, so I don’t want to write.

what I want to do instead is listen to some grunge, maybe some metal, maybe some punk, and play Pokemon until I fall asleep.

so that’s what I’m going to do.